Blinds Are Bars

Locked in letters
Approaching you
With the faces
That accompany the words
Black dust
On the windowsill
Sud,
Or coffee-particle

As sour as the smoke outside

But blinds are bars
Blinds are bars
Between my place
And ours
Blinds are bars

As sour as the smoke outside

I found a place out there
But the coffee was cold
I found a place out there
But I'm easily bored

Lightning bolts
Light up the room
Will it kill me
When I'm using both hands
Concrete
Like a whirly pool
Locked
Like the only thing I know

As sour as the smoke outside

I found a place out there
But the coffee was cold
I found a place out there
But I'm easily bored

I found a place out there
But the coffee was cold
I found a place out there
But I'm easily bored

But the coffee was cold